- HAZEL -
I sigh and roll to the other side. My eyes are still shut and I'm desperately trying to sleep. I'm so tired yet despite my efforts, I can't.
I don't know if he just gave me a phobia for tiny spaces or if my actions still freak me out but I know my thoughts keep me from having a good night rest.
I rolled back till my back rested on the bed and my body was flat. I'm staring at the ceiling. My eyelids slid open and I sighed again.
This will surely be a long night. If I can't sleep, I most definitely can do something to keep me company.
My eyes ran around the plain grey walls in this room. I scoffed. This man sure loves grey. Or was it me who came up with using the colour grey? I can't remember and it's a good thing.
This proves I'm moving on.
Moving on would be a lot mo
